Chapter 26 Make a lot of money [Happy New Year to everyone]
Xiao Qian was ready to let go and have a big fight, but it came to nothing as soon as he raised it.
Expecting Shangyin in this era to spend more than one million to renovate a recording studio is absolutely a fool's errand.
Although it is not impossible to do something worth 200,000 or 300,000 yuan, Xiao Qian's ambition is very high. Either don't do it, or do the best.
"Co-authoring does not cost you money. You are poor and generous."
Gu Yun immediately saw through his true face, and when he complained, he didn't look like a kind-hearted old lady at all.
"It's not impossible to build a recording studio. Come on, help grandpa and grandma get it done. As long as the project is approved, the superiors may be able to allocate funds."
Seeing the mountains of information in front of Gu Yun, Xiao Qian was immediately defeated.
In the next year, Shangyin will embark on a major project to conduct research on the brief history of modern music. For this purpose, the college has gathered all the backbones such as Gu Yun, Xia Weizhang and Xu Mingxia, which will take about a year.
If Xiao Qian was asked to sign, write lyrics and compose music, he wouldn't be afraid. But for this kind of purely academic research work, it would be a blind man going into the river - trying to catch the shrimp at both ends (blind).
No matter how great Gu Yun said this project was, Xiao Qian ran away.
He doesn't want to be a music educator, nor does he want to be an expert professor. Doing these things is just a waste of youth.
Besides, wouldn’t these old guys feel guilty if they let a seven-year-old child engage in academic research above the doctoral level?
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Xiao Qian met Xiao Ping and Xiao Zhuang again, who had returned from their hometown after a long journey.
The Chinese people's rural sentiment is really deep-rooted. No matter how good Shanghai is, Xiao Ping and Xiao Zhuang still go back during the Chinese New Year with mountains of new year's goods.
If Xiao Guoji and Ai Lan hadn't gone to attend the Spring Festival Gala because of Xiao Qian, they would have gone back.
When Xiao Ping and Xiao Zhuang went back, they brought countless things in big and small bags, showing off their joy at making money.
When I came back, everything was gone, but there was one more person.
Xiao An, who fully accepted the criticism and education from the People's Police, finally realized that a decadent life was not advisable, and prepared to start a new life with his two younger brothers.
However, the fact that Xiao Guoji and his wife made money in Shanghai has already spread in their hometown.
Just as Xiao An's third brother arrived, the third brother from Xiao Qian's second aunt's family also showed up.
Xiao Guoji and his wife were originally encouraged to go to Harbin to make potato dumplings, but Xiao Qian intervened forcefully and changed the fate of Xiao Guoji and his wife. However, the third brother Li Zhenghong still repeated the old path of his previous life.
We met again after a long time. He was a little straighter, he was dressed in sleek clothes, his hair was waxed, and he was carrying a small leather bag, just like a small boss.
If it weren't for the big front door in his mouth, even Xiao Qian might have been deceived.
The relatives from their hometown came, and Xiao Guoji and his wife were very happy. They prepared a large table of good wine and food, and everyone ate and drank in the smoke.
The three brothers Li Zhenghong and Xiao An also knew each other. After all, they were all relatives and had occasional contacts.
Among them, Li Zhenghong and Xiao An were close in age and chatted the most. After the wine was full, their voices were the only ones left.
"Brother...what have you been doing before?"
Xiao An drank a glass of wine in one gulp. After drinking it, his face turned red and his neck became thick, but he enjoyed it very much.
"What else can we do? The land at home needs to be cultivated. This year's harvest is good. After paying the public grain, we sold the corn for a lot of money."
Li Zhenghong waved his fat hands with amazing momentum.
"These days... what's the point of farming? I'm so tired that I have to work hard to survive. How can I do anything with just two hard-earned money?"
These words touched Xiao An's heart.
"Isn't this a trick? We are all from rural areas. If we don't farm, we can't do anything else. I don't think they are doing well in Shanghai. I'll come over and take a look. If it works, we won't farm anymore.
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Li Zhenghong seemed to have drunk too much and could not control his emotions at all. He snorted and laughed, full of disdain.
"I'm not saying that, brother. And my uncle, I'm not looking down on you. You said, egg fried rice is considered a business? No. There is money everywhere these days. We men work hard, who is worse than us?
Do you know, among the big bosses I met when I was cooking potatoes in Harbin, those guys are considered rich."
She was so happy that Li Zhenghong danced and salivated.
"In front of you, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people are throwing money around without blinking an eye. That's called trading, don't you think?"
Xiao An's eyes turned red when he heard that it was tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
"Really that rich?"
Li Zhenghong's tone is high again.
"You don't know, can I lie to you? The potatoes I brought to Harbin were more than sixty tons per truckload, a lot, right? As soon as we arrived, they didn't even stop, so they made people laugh.
The boss takes care of everything. They don’t even inspect the goods, but just force money into your hands.”
The three Xiao An brothers were so excited that they almost laughed out loud. Xiao Guoji and his wife also felt a little regretful. Only Xiao Qian curled her lips.
Having experienced this in his previous life, he knew exactly what the outcome would be.
This third brother is good at everything, but he has high ambitions and low abilities and likes to brag.
In the previous life, they went to Harbin to dump potatoes. Because the information was backward and there were no sales channels, the goods actually piled up when they got there.
In the end, I had no choice but to sell the potatoes because I was afraid that the potatoes would rot in my hands. The wholesaler maliciously lowered the price.
Over and over again, I really lost a lot.
Since then, Xiao Guoji and his wife have never done any business with Li Zhenghong. They are really scared and not reliable at all.
Now it seems that even if time and space change, the character of this third brother has not changed.
Xiao Qian originally planned to persuade him, but he had an epiphany after eating a piece of pig's trotters.
Character determines destiny, and this is not something he can change.
"Do you know what is the most profitable right now?"
Li Zhenghong's voice became louder and he smoked more frequently.
Because the cigarette he smoked was replaced by the Hongtashan that Xiao Guoji gave him from his own front door.
Xiao An was already intoxicated with alcohol, and his confused eyes were staring at Li Zhenghong, as if that was not a pile of meat, but a pile of money.
“What’s the most profitable?”
Li Zhenghao was impassioned and pointed the country.
"Now, the most profitable people are those who are engaged in building materials. You don't know, Harbin is like a big construction site now, with buildings being built everywhere. Brother, think about it, how much building materials are needed? I was so early
I just thought about it. After I go back, I will get a batch of building materials and sell them to the construction site. The price will be at least hundreds of thousands."
"Gudong..."
Even sitting opposite, Xiao Qian could hear the sound of Xiao An swallowing saliva.
"Brother Hong, do you have some connections?"
Someone complimented her, which made Li Zhenghong even more enthusiastic.
"I'm not afraid to tell you, I have met a lot of big bosses in Harbin. We have agreed that I will get the building materials and send them over, and they will need them right away."
Xiao An couldn't sit still and quietly reached out to touch his deflated pocket.
There was still two hundred yuan there, which was his only asset after arriving in Shanghai.
This is the remainder that Xiao Ping paid back in order to make money for him.
Money is a man's courage. Because he has no money, Xiao An feels that he cannot hold his head high.
Now that you have the opportunity to make a lot of money, do you still need to take a second look at the fried rice with eggs and pancakes and fruits?
So Xiao An followed Li Zhenghong and boarded the train to Harbin without hesitation, dreaming of dominating Harbin's building materials market.
"Hey, what do you mean this is?"
Xiao Ping stamped his feet and scratched his hair angrily.
Looking back, looking at Xiao Qian who was there, he couldn't help but ask: "Brother, are you sure that's true?"
Xiao Qian asked, "Do you think it's reliable?"
Xiao Ping said angrily: "Then why don't you advise your elder brother?"
Xiao Qianyun is calm and gentle.
"He is obsessed with money. Can you persuade him?"
After saying that, he was afraid that Xiao Ping would be even more sad, so he still gave him a word of comfort.
"It's okay, you will gain wisdom after suffering a hardship. My eldest brother is still young, so it is not a bad thing to suffer a little loss now."
I finally convinced Xiao Ping and stopped worrying about this matter.
But he didn't know that Xiao Qian didn't say a word.
With Xiao Ping's lazy personality, he will suffer losses in the future.
This is not a problem for Xiao Ping alone, it is a shortcoming shared by many Northeasterners.
He will always endure hardships and stand hard work when he is forced to do anything, but he always dreams of making a lot of money. If he has money in his pocket, he will eat, drink and play to make money. If he doesn't have money, he will be blind.
Li Zhenghong and Xiao An are just microcosms.
He is still too young and does not have the ability to influence too many people. He is satisfied if he can make his parents live a better life and let his hard-working relatives earn some money.
The spring of 1992 came, and good news came to Xiao Qian along with the warm spring breeze.
